Summary: Micaiah, Sothe, and Yune, way post-Endgame; when she returns, who shall be there to greet her? Will they smile, or will they fear?
Notes: Made non-applicable if you recruit Lehran and see him speak to Ashunera after the Epilogue
Palm of God
Micaiah smiled, reaching out a hand to her goddess. "Welcome back, Yune," she breathed.
"Have you all forgiven me?" Yune asked, eyes wide and sad.
Sothe scowled, and told her, "how could we not have, when you've forgiven us? That's what Commander Ike said, right? So, that's what we're abiding by."
Yune smiled shyly, but her hands continued to clutch her yellow dress, neither of them making a move towards Micaiah's.
"What on Tellus are you waiting for?" Sothe demanded, crossly.
Yune's eyes widened, and then returned to normal size as she giggled, and both of her hands reached out for Micaiah.
The Queen of Daein caught both hands with both of hers. "Your hands are so small," Micaiah noted in wonder, "for one who helped to create everything."
Yune giggled, and announced, "I want to be carried!" Micaiah laughed at this, but Sothe groaned, aware that he would be the one carrying the child-like goddess around.
"Welcome back, Yune, goddess of chaos," Micaiah told the goddess who had always been with her.
"It's very good to be back," the goddess of chaos whispered. "So very, very good."